Don'tr Shout So Loud. My Head Hurts.

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Date: 16 July 2006 15:42:00

The weekend has been resftful and fun.

Yesterday saw an easy morning of doing very little and then visiting Oldrum for coffee and lunch. WE tried an Italian coffee shop that I haven't visited for ages. FW claims that the Latte is almost up to Verdi standards. For anyone who has tried a Latte from Verdi's in Swansea will know that this is high praise.

The afternoon was spent entertaining Shouty Boy. He had a great time at the park pretending to be Peter Crouch or Steven Gerrard. He even became West Ham to cheer his uncle up. We rested with ice cream in the shade from the local van before going on the playground.

Here he discovered the Titanic which was, predictably enough, sinking and then it turned into a Pirate ship (last week he saw Pirates 2). There was one worrying moment though. I'd lifted him up to hang from the bars, keeping my arms loosely around him. The first time he held on and dropped. The second time he let go farearlier and only my catlike reactions saved him.

We then retired to the flat to recover and cook tea. He may eat slowly but, apart from a few chips, ate the lot. Then demolished a small Raspberry Cheesecake.

The evening was spent in the company of Best Man and his sister at our favourite pub. FW distinguished herself by showing her inability to cope with alcohol. 2.5 pints and her head had moved somewhere around Jupiter.